Meanwhile, on the small sky island of Weatheria.
"Please take a look, honored guests. This is a Wind Knot. Not only can it store storms within it, but it may even hold clouds and lightning. Though, of course, no one has ever personally caught lightning and tied it into a Wind Knot. Ahahahaha..."
An old man dressed in a sky-blue robe resembling pajamas, with a nightcap-like shape, laughed heartily. His snow-white beard hung past his waist and split into two fishtail-shaped ends.
Haredas, the weather scientist of the small sky island, gently untied a knot. A fierce gale suddenly swept forth, catching Sugar off guard and blowing her away until Monet caught her.
"You damned old man, what did you do?!"
Her formerly beautiful face instantly twisted into a savage visage of sharp fangs and teeth, frightening Haredas so badly that he fell flat on his backside.
"Alright, alright, Monet. This Wind Knot is quite interesting. Can you teach me how to make it?"
With a slight raise of his hand, Monet, who had intended to avenge Sugar, could only swallow her anger. After Haredas barely managed to climb back to his feet, he hesitantly nodded.
"Ahem. In light of the generous financial contribution our guest has made to Weatheria, I shall personally teach you!"
Beneath the circular rainbow in the distance, laughter could occasionally be heard. Quite a few weather scientists were moving the small sky island's island-cloud manufacturing equipment onto Pluton.
"Get lost, you old bastard! Is that any way to treat an honored guest?!"
"Honored guest, I have plenty of other novel items here. As for the price..."
"Anything Haredas knows, I know too! I'll even throw in sky island research materials and data—everything at half price!"
Faced with the swarm of old men rushing forward, Haredas